An elf's soul-searching questions for her god / Multidimensional Familia Recruitment System activated

Danmachi: My Familia is full of heroines from other worlds!

Author: Brother Zhang's Football Dream

Synopsis:

He transmigrated into the world of "Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?" and started at the very top-as an ancient god with chief-god-level divine power.

But in Orario, having no reputation meant being nothing.

While other gods' Familias flourished, his rundown temple was so deserted that even a goblin would shake its head at the sight.

Haimo had thought he would spend his entire life as a commander without troops-until his system awakened!

[Divine authority mutation! Myriad Worlds Familia Recruitment System initializing!]

[Divine power restricted in the world of Danmachi? No problem. In other worlds, your divine power is invincible!]

And so, Haimo embarked on a recruitment journey across the myriad worlds.

When the Empress and the Five Heavenly Swords from "Armed Girl's Machiavellism" became the Auben Familia's first members...

When Kisara Tendo from "Black Bullet," burning with vengeance, became a captain-class vanguard...

When the Crimson Princess from "Failed Knight"-Stella Vermillion-submitted her application for a special kind of falna...

When the seven war maidens from "Lord Marksman and Vanadis" aimed their Dragonic Tools at Orario's Dungeon...

The entire world began to take a very strange turn.

Loki: "Hey, hey, Haimo! Aren't your kids a little too ridiculously strong?!"

[Don't worry if you haven't seen those series!]

Chapter 1: An elf's soul-searching questions for her god

Now, the labyrinth city of Orario was the undisputed center of the world.

Countless riches, glories, and dreams lay buried within the bottomless Dungeon.

Seeking excitement, the gods descended from heaven, sealing away the vast majority of their divine power and majesty. In this place they called the lower world, they bestowed falna upon mortals, making them members of their Familias and sending them to conquer the unfathomable Dungeon.

As the saying went, a great tree offered ample shade. Joining a powerful, thriving Familia was the start every rookie adventurer dreamed of.

Adventurers fought monsters to level up, exchanging magic stones and dropped items for wealth.

The gods, meanwhile, enjoyed the game of watching their children grow and compete against other Familias.

But there were always exceptions.

For the fifth time, Haimo watched a passing adventurer cast a disdainful glance at his recruitment notice before hurrying away. At last, he could no longer hold back a sigh.

He leaned against his temple-if it could even be called a temple.

In truth, it was merely a small, two-story building-

Beside a pillar at the entrance, he held a wooden sign bearing a few large, crooked words in the common tongue:

[Haimo Familia recruiting adventurers! All genders and races welcome! Room and board included! Excellent benefits!]

Passersby glanced at the sign, then at the building behind it, before finally looking at Haimo's face.

Most froze for a moment before their expressions became a complicated mix of sympathy, suspicion, and doubt about his offer of room and board. Then they quickened their pace, as though afraid he might latch onto them.

Haimo knew perfectly well that his presentation left something to be desired.

He was a transmigrator who had somehow become an ancient god upon arriving in this world.

He had crossed into this world and been fortunate enough to become a god.

By all rights, Haimo should have been laughing himself awake from his dreams.

Instead, reality had delivered a resounding slap to his face.

In Orario, a god's success depended mainly on two things: reputation and wealth.

Famous gods, such as the well-connected Loki or the goddess of beauty, Freya, never needed to recruit actively. People hoping to join their Familias practically trampled their thresholds.

Wealthy gods, such as the goddess of smithing, Hephaestus, could attract adventurers with top-tier equipment and benefits.

Haimo, however, had neither fame nor money.

It was frustrating. More than a little frustrating.

He was finally experiencing how the undying Hestia, keeper of the eternally burning sacred flame, must have felt when she could never recruit anyone in the lower world.

"sigh..."

Haimo sighed again, tilting his head back against his chair as his awareness sank inward.

He had descended to the lower world a month ago.

Just last week, he had spent every last bit of his savings on this recruitment sign, taking the first step toward his grand ambitions-getting people to join.

And reality had promptly delivered a resounding slap to his face.

"Hah..."

"A god out on the streets."

That title summed up his current circumstances with painful accuracy.

Just then, a set of light footsteps came to a stop before Haimo.

Haimo raised his head.

An elf girl stood in front of his little stand, studying the wooden recruitment sign with curiosity.

She had the pointed ears and delicate beauty characteristic of elves.

Her long, silky, pale-blond hair gleamed in the sunlight, and she wore a well-tailored suit of lightweight leather armor.

It showed off her slender figure without sacrificing an adventurer's practical air.

An exquisite shortbow hung at her waist, and a quiver rested on her back. Clearly, she was an archer.

More importantly, she looked like a rookie.

A truly seasoned adventurer would never spare a roadside stand like his a second glance.

An opportunity!

Haimo immediately straightened, putting on what he considered his kindest, most sincere smile.

"Greetings, beautiful miss."

"May I ask whether you're an adventurer who has just arrived in Orario? Are you looking for a suitable Familia?"

The elf girl shifted her gaze from the sign to Haimo's face.

When she saw his features clearly, surprise flickered in her emerald eyes, followed by a faint blush on her cheeks.

But her good upbringing soon allowed her to conceal it.

Aside from his divine power, Haimo's looks were currently his only worthwhile asset.

Black hair, black eyes, and features so handsome they seemed like a god's finest masterpiece-oh, he was a god now. Never mind, then.

He had a fresh, clean-cut air about him. Even his plain linen clothes could not hide his exceptional charm.

In looks alone, he could make ninety-nine percent of Orario's gods jealous.

But the people of Orario were very practical. Admiring his face was one thing, but entrusting their lives and livelihoods to him? Sorry, anyone with real ability would first want to see the strength of his Familia.

"Yes. My name is Leila, and I've only just arrived in this city."

The elf girl nodded slightly, her manner elegant.

Her gaze moved back and forth between Haimo and the dilapidated temple, carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"May I ask... are you this Familia's patron god?"

"Indeed, that would be me."

Haimo puffed out his chest, trying to look a little more dependable.

"My Familia may have only just been established, but its potential is limitless!"

"Join now, and you'll be a founding member of its inner circle! Your future will know no bounds!"

Haimo launched into his sales pitch, effortlessly borrowing the empty promises he had seen startup companies make in his previous life.

"And think about it, beautiful Miss Leila. Once our Familia grows into one of Orario's leading powers, what an honor it will be for you to have been its very first member!"

"Your name will be engraved on the first page of our Familia's history!"

Leila listened quietly without interrupting him.

She waited until Haimo had finished his entire spiel.

Only then did she speak, slowly and calmly, her question cutting straight through all his flowery rhetoric.

"Then may I ask, Lord Haimo, is your name well known here, or was it well known in heaven?"

"Or do you have close ties with any of the gods whose Familias are based here?"

That question brought Haimo to a complete halt.

"Uh... I keep a fairly low profile, so I'm not particularly well known in this world."

Haimo gave a vague answer.

After all...

Although his name did not carry the same weight in this world as Loki's, Freya's, Hera's, or Zeus's, he had been far from a nobody in that distant heaven.

It was just that...

If he announced those titles here, practically no one would believe him.

Fortunately...

Leila did not react unkindly to Haimo's answer. Her words and manner remained courteous and proper as she continued questioning him without revealing her thoughts.

But the subjects she raised grew increasingly serious.

"Then your Familia's headquarters... is this building?"

"Do you have plans to renovate it or move elsewhere? Where will the funds come from?"

Faced with these questions, Haimo really began to sweat.

Chapter 2: Multidimensional Familia Recruitment System activated

"...For now, we'll make do with this place."

"Thrift is a virtue, after all!"

"As for funds, once we recruit some members and explore the Dungeon, we'll have them in no time."

"So, not only does the Familia currently have zero members, it also has zero starting capital?"

Leila summed it up, then continued before Haimo had a chance to defend himself.

"..."

Haimo's smile froze on his face.

"One patron god, no members, no money, no reputation, and even the headquarters is falling apart."

The Haimo Familia's current situation had been laid out with perfect clarity.

Looking at Haimo, Leila could not help letting a polite yet distant smile cross her delicate face.

She looked just like a noble young lady turning down a suitor beneath her station.

"Lord Haimo, thank you very much for explaining."

"Your personal qualities truly are exceptionally outstanding!"

Leila deliberately paused over the words "personal qualities," her gaze sweeping across Haimo's handsome face.

"However."

Sure enough, that word arrived, late but inevitable.